Really? I'm fighting the Dark Emperor.

Chapter 221 Darkening Spirit Stone

7. The bud is not entirely unaware of the world reflected in the mirror.

I've probably heard that the mirror world is the same as or the opposite of reality, and that spending too much time in the mirror can cause you to lose yourself. Also, the mirror world will be different for people who enter at different times.

This is a place where once you enter, you're unlikely to leave.

Clutching the Haiti in her hand, the stone that had sparked a war had become the only thing that brought her a sense of peace in this completely unfamiliar place.

She remembered that Genny had said that he and Mia Star entered the Moe Academy in the opposite world while trying to retrieve President Eric's eyes.

But here...

It looks like her house.

Noticing something amiss with the dark spirit stone, she took it out of her pocket. The stone shimmered with a soft yet cold white light, creating a cacophony of contrasting sensations. It felt as if looking at it any longer would draw her into the stone.

What brought her back to her senses was not a strong will; her will couldn't even withstand a late-night snack, and it had little to do with being determined.

This is the world.

To be precise, it's this world in the mirror.

Suddenly, a tremendous force pushed her back from the allure of the dark spirit stone. The scene before her blurred into the distance, and she only had time to feel the lingering repulsion of the world against her before her body was lifted into the air, her heart clenching from the shock of the rapid descent.

The only thing she remembered was gripping Haiti tightly, keeping her eyes closed and not daring to open them. After a long while, when she felt no discomfort, she finally mustered the courage to open her eyes.

A pitch-black world.

Unknown energy roams freely here, creating erratic patterns that make the endless darkness in all directions even more terrifying.

Where is this place?

It seems she's no longer in the mirror of backlash.

The knowledge she had learned in class could not provide her with any answers. This was space, with endless upwards and bottomless downwards. In fact, she was not even sure if the direction she was heading was forward.

"It's like I've been abandoned by time." She doesn't wear a watch, so she can't tell how much time has passed.

"Will we stay here forever?" She looked at the only thing in her hand that could speak.

There's nothing here except chaotic energy. Even if she's bewitched by the dark spirit stone, it doesn't matter. Perhaps out of the spirit stone's instinct to return to its master, it can take her out, and then Radish and the others will be able to find her.

However, the spirit stone only emitted a white light.

"Why are you glowing white?" She reached out and poked you, feeling no different from poking a pebble. "It doesn't suit your image at all."

The color of the light changed.

Wow~ voice-activated!

"Although it's all empty here, it's a bit boring being alone..."

A sinister laugh from afar interrupted her boredom.

That laughter doesn't sound like it comes from a good person at all.

"Should we...run away?"

But she had absolutely no idea which way was which.

"hahahahahahahaha."

A loud, piercing laugh approached, and a large, spinning red top appeared in the distance. The top spun rapidly as it drew closer, eventually taking on a human shape.

The spinning top began to speak: "Where do you think you're going?"

She looks just like the evil witch in the story.

She feels like she's a jinx right now.

She never said she was bored again.

She never said the world in the mirror was strange again.

She wanted to go back into the mirror.

"Give me what you have in your hand."

The wicked witch reached out her hand.

“You…you are…” Ya Ya decided to struggle a bit.

As if an NPC had triggered a keyword, the witch withdrew her outstretched hand and instead covered her mouth and laughed.

The laughter was still far from pleasant to hear.

"I am the enchanting Duchess, whose beauty could make fish sink and geese fall from the sky, whose beauty could shame the moon and flowers, whose beauty could topple kingdoms."

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"What kind of expression is that on your face, you little bean sprout? Are you looking down on me?"

Before Ya Ya could even utter a false "no," the sinister duchess's attack came straight at her.

It's over.

They didn't get lost in the mirror world, but they were destined to die from the witch's cruel magic.

"Huh?" Two surprised voices rang out simultaneously.

Ya Ya opened her eyes again and found that she was fine and had not died from the evil magic of the wicked old witch.

They weren't even injured.

He was a vicious old witch with no real power.

But the old witch seemed to be enraged.

Without using any further magical attacks, the sinister duchess snatched the spirit stone from her without a word. The little bean sprout was no match for her and fell to the ground, unable to get up properly.

"Haiti... Si?"

She took a closer look at Ya Ya and saw the familiar school badge on her uniform.

Why would Haiti protect a student from Moe Academy?

"Hey! Do you know a way to get out?"

I rubbed the spot where I had fallen and hurt. My arm had been scratched by some energy from who-knows-where. There was no blood, but it hurt.

It's bad enough that it hurts, but on top of that, you have to listen to the questions from that brainless, wicked old witch.

"If I could get out, why would I still be standing here?" She doesn't enjoy chatting with witches.

The voice of the Dark Emperor, which had not been heard for a long time, suddenly echoed in his mind, so much so that he couldn't hear what Ya Ya was saying.

But she heard clearly what the Dark Emperor was saying.

"Yes, yes, yes, if I had your worthless spirit stone, I would have left long ago. Do you think I like it here and don't want to leave?"

The communication signal was poor, practically nonexistent, with intermittent sound. The gloomy duchess couldn't hear what the Dark Emperor was saying at all.

But you could tell from that damned tone that there wasn't a single word of comfort in his voice.

Ya Ya watched as the sensitive, brainless, and vicious old witch became sad.

Is it... is there some kind of day-night cycle in this place that she can't see, and it's suddenly night now?

"Hey." The old witch didn't seem to have much intention to kill her now. "I haven't seen anyone here for a long time. Let's chat for a while."

Anyway, this little bean sprout that looks like it can't withstand a few gusts of wind has no ability to resist. It will die if you pinch it. It doesn't matter whether it lives or dies, so I might as well chat with it for a while and make the most of its limited value.

“Sure, sure.” Ya Ya paused, “But could you please not talk about your hard-working past, your unsuccessful present, and your bleak future? The old lady in my hometown always likes to talk about these things.”

There were too many infuriating points, and the sinister woman didn't even know which one to be angry at: "I'm just in a bad mood and too lazy to kill anyone, do you think I won't kill you?"

Didn't she start a fight the moment they met?

He was simply unable to carry out a murder attempt.

Another magical attack came hurtling towards her. This sensitive, mindless, and vicious old witch always attacked with just a few words, her emotions completely unstable—

This is what people who can't achieve great things are like.

Ya Ya blinked and clearly saw that the attack stopped halfway through.

Sure enough, it doesn’t work.

"Hey!" the old witch exclaimed in exasperation, "You know Haiti?"

The broken rock is protecting a Quark.

"That's not right, I clearly didn't sense the presence of Haiti's physical form." She muttered to herself without waiting for Ya Ya's reply.

Ya Ya didn't hear what she was saying, but a perfectly normal old witch getting angry at a stone seemed mentally unstable no matter how you looked at it.

Suddenly, the old witch condensed energy in her hand and struck the stone. The light flashed, the surface halo faded, and the stone changed its appearance.

The gloomy duchess was furious.

She doesn't have the Haiti Division in her hands at all!

The white stone gleamed, as if mocking her, and the sinister man, after much restraint, squeezed out two words through gritted teeth: "Desolation!"